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Ethan chuckled childishly. "I mean I wouldn't mind keeping you butwe should go say hello." He touched her chin, then turned her around with a loving shove to the shoulder. He almost didn't let go. He missed her a lot more than he'd anticipated. Or noticed truthfully.
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Asta offered him a genuine grin, giggling as he shoved her away. She glanced over her shoulder at him to speak, still smiling like a fool. "You're one loveable asshole, you know that?" She teased, reaching back to grab his hand and intertwine their fingers. She led him lightly around to the back of the house, practically bouncing as she did so. Sure enough, both dumbfucks were by the fire, mysteriously close to each other. Biana had been lounging against Benji's shoulder, shamelessly cuddling, until footsteps sounded. She sat bolt upright, expecting Fitz and mockery to come around to corner, giving Benji an alert glance when it was a pleasant surprise instead.
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"Yeah but you're into that." He cocked an eyebrow, taking her hand. He wasn't quite bouncing but he did look rather happy. His hand fidgeting between squeezing and rubbing the back of her hand. Benji about jumped when his cuddlebuddy moved, like that, he didn't care enough about Fitz to be concerned, turning on his palm. B "Asta." He smiled. "Welcome home." He gestured to their humble abode that wouldn't be able to house as many people as they had but they would figure it out. He hopped up on his feet once they got closer. B "Dude where is your sling? It's never going to heal if you keep taking it off." He shoved Ethan, specifically in the shoulder. On purpose. "Ow! Augh you jerk." He let go of Asta's hand to grab his arm for a second. Then he yanked Benji by the shirt and dragged him into a chokehold and tripped him. Benji was flat on the ground and giggling, now wrestling a few feet away.
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"For better or for worse, yeah." Asta mocked, grinning as he fiddled with her hand. She dipped her head in a nod to Benji at the greeting, trying to be intimidating- but she couldn't get the stupid smile off her face long enough to frown, much less scowl. "Thanks. I see you've made yourself pretty comfortable since I've been gone." She teased, watching as Biana ran straight up to her. She gave her a one-armed embrace, tottering slightly until Ethan let go of her hand. She stifled a snort as Benji ended up on the floor, losing her balance and landing on her ass. B "Hey. How's it going?" The younger girl grinned, getting up so she wasn't strangling Asta. "Its going. But the more important question is what's up with you and Benji?" She teased, wiggling her eyebrows in a mimic of Ethan. Biana flushed and gave a slight guffaw, staring at the other two people as she spoke. B "We're- uh- I dunno. Friends. Obviously." She said, giggling nervously.
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There was of course brotherly violence rolling around on the floor while the girls were talking. Unabashedly folding clothes with the other still inside them. Of course his came to a stop when Ethan just laid on Benji. Sprawled over his stomach comfortably. They sat there for a moment and listened to their girlfriends. "Love, don't be fooled. They've kissed." Benji firmly elbowed Ethan in the side, spurring even more wrestling.which somehow it seemed E was winning.
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Asta was torn between being protective over Ethan and cheering him on for beating a teenager about seven years his junior- She chose the former, though silently. She grinned at Biana, not even an ounce convinced by the coy sentence. "You're such a bad liar." She snickered, crossing her arms and leaning against the house to watch Ethan use his own body as a weight. She giggled slightly at the comment. "I'm not! Do I look that stupid?" She teased, turning to Biana instantly. She already had he race buried in her hands, groaning slightly and trying to combat the tomato quality of her face. B "Ethan, you're not supposed to know about that-" Asta was already bouncing on her heels, the vilest smirk on her face. "Is he a good kisser?" She asked, prodding her sister in the side. Her only response was a giggle and a swat. "So, he sucks. Understood." She joked, looking over at Benji for some sort of input.
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